*le sigh*

[serafina20]

I had a perfectly lovely day seeing a perfectly dreadful movie (In Time... wow, it was so not good, except for Cillian Murphy) with a friend, and I come home to find a cat run over in the parking lot. It's a black cat. I'm fairly certain it's the black cat that's been living by me since I moved here and I was feeding on and off. I haven't seen it for awhile.

Cue emotional meltdown.

I never even settled on a name for it. Or a gender. I feel so horrible.

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[pbthelma.livejournal.com]

:( poor kitty.